"Even the primal gods kneel in the face of extinction."
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Tower Apex – One Reaper, One Will
Jin stood in silence atop the skeletal remains of the ancient god. Its bones had become part of the Tower's architecture, fused into the foundation of a world that was already dying. The sky no longer held stars. Only scars.
The Godslayer Mark on his back shimmered. But now, something else pulsed beneath it.
A new glyph, burning into his flesh like a brand.
> [Forbidden Skill Acquired – ???] [Classification: Unknown] [Origin: Beyond System Comprehension]
Even the Tower trembled. Even the maker of the Tower could not trace the origin of the skill.
It was a concept so profane, so defiant of existence, that the laws of creation bent around it.
Jin smiled.
> "Something the gods didn't account for."
> "Perfect."
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Celestial Ruins – Council of the Last Gods
The final pantheon gathered beneath the Pillars of the End—ancient structures built before the Tower, before time, before faith.
These were not minor deities or regional patrons. These were the original gods—the architects of reality.
The God of Gravity. The God of Language. The God of Concepts. The God of War. The God of Death.
And dozens more, all sealed, dormant, until now.
Now, awakened. Now, afraid.
> "He's beyond divine," said the God of Time. "He killed what we sealed together. He walks in forbidden truths."
> "The skill he wields… I can't see it," whispered the God of Sight.
> "He is a blight," roared the God of Flame. "Let us burn the Tower itself and erase him from the memory of existence!"
The God of Death, oldest among them, remained silent.
Until he opened his mouth:
> "No." "We do not erase him." "We converge."
He stood. His shadow stretched across reality.
> "We bring every god—every pillar—into one form." "And we kill the reaper together."
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System Notification – Divine Event Unlocked
> [Event Triggered – FINAL WAR: The Pillars Converge] [100 Gods Remaining – Fusion Initiated] [Warning: Divine Host Forming – PRIMAL PANTHEON AVATAR]
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Tower Apex – The Reaper Prepares
Jin watched the sky boil.
A storm of divine light and collapsing laws formed a throne of stars far above, where the remaining gods began to fuse.
He could feel their fear. He could feel their desperation.
But he was already moving.
> "They want to converge?" "Let them."
His scythe cracked. His veins glowed.
The forbidden skill activated without prompt.
And the Tower itself stopped breathing.
Every floor, every NPC, every player—everything fell silent.
> "Let the final war begin."
Jin leapt into the void.
Toward the gods.
Toward the end.
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